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circus - glockboyz teejaee lyrics

[intro]
(brian, you’re so crazy for this)

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee, onfully & iamtk peso]
my niggas grindin’ like it’s a skatepark
put an engine in the glock, sound like a go*kart
nigga, i’m the tin man, she like, “you ain’t got no heart”
she like, “i know you finna leave after we fuck”, bitch, you so smart

[verse 1: onfully]
she ain’t know when i left, had her lookin’ clueless
bullets goin’ through his teeth like this shit a toothpick
who missed? twenty shots out this glock 26
hoes love when i charge up, they say i’m stupid

[verse 2: iamtk peso]
look, she give me top playin’ all my music
blowin’ knots out of the cutie fuckin’ on a cute bitch
fuck you got a glock for? you don’t even use it
should’ve been a cameraman, all my niggas shoot shit, huh
heard them niggas took your shit and you ain’t do shit
i would’ve left some shots all in they body on some flu shit
she a fluke bitch, but still’ll come and let the crew hit
get on some loose shit and i’ma let 7.62s rip

[verse 3: glockboyz teejaee]
she let me fuck soon as we met, told her i was lookin’ for her
jump in that striker, use the chop whenever i get bored
i gave that ho a lil’ bit of the dick, now she want some more
lil’ brodie finna play in his first game, i just hope he score
[verse 4: onfully]
i just scored another shot, another shot, another shot again
ain’t even let teejaee shot, he threw a temper town
quick to switch on too hard, i think my finger jammed
your bitch said i get around, then why she fuckin’ then?
she seen a charged wave and almost went in shock
why the opps always tellin’? bunch of rental cops
i don’t believe you do shit, won’t even throw a rock
fully keep it low*key, put you on the news, fox

[verse 5: iamtk peso & glockboyz teejaee]
i just emptied out the glock, then picked up the chop
got a couple drops, play the center, get a couple blocks
opps remind me of the 40, give ’em one up top
park the lot in niggas, i should fuck around and run the lot
or valet, don’t fuck with pay, he gettin’ niggas scraped
only time i ran from a nigga that was with the jakes
throw that money up and let it fall, you gon’ need a rake
say she bleedin’, i don’t need a bitch (ayy), i just need the face

[verse 6: glockboyz teejaee]
out in traffic, i start shootin’ in the air to clear this shit up
she tryna fuck for like two days straight, i ain’t even pick up
out in traffic, had the gun under my arm, and a switch on it
man, who you know’ll hit your ass with this blick with dog shit on it? (ayy)
me and my niggas vs. yours, tell me when you wanna meet
man, i got rhythm, i can make the gun sound like this beat
i got some head from your bitch, she blew me off my feet
last time i hit a nigga up top, he went straight to sleep
[chorus: glockboyz teejaee, onfully & iamtk peso]
my niggas grindin’ like it’s a skatepark
put an engine in the glock, sound like a go*kart
nigga, i’m the tin man, she like, “you ain’t got no heart”
she like, “i know you finna leave after we fuck”, bitch, you so smart
my niggas grindin’ like it’s a skatepark
put an engine in the glock, sound like a go*kart
nigga, i’m the tin man, she like, “you ain’t got no heart”
she like, “i know you finna leave after we fuck”, bitch, you so smart

[outro]
(brian, you’re so crazy for this)

- glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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